Next Illusion To Fade

Run but from fate you can’t hide

Done long before you decide

Feel, everything must be real

Kill, to defend one’s idea(l)s

And I feel so alone

In this desert I roam

Empty words carved in stone

For no sin I atone

Dying everyday to believe

Burned in pursuing sweet relief

Chance, just for the sake of change

Own, not a thing worth exchange

And I am so alone

In this wasteland I roam

Empty words carved in stone

For no sin I atone